Tuesday, January 19, 2010


I sit in silence
And meditate

The quiet calms me

I think happy thoughts
About faraway places and the perfect cheesecake

And I smile

I perch my poet's hat
Upon my head

And for a moment...

I forget about the gallon of orange juice
Seeping into my carpet

I don't hear the gleeful wail of the
No-good, rotten, horrible monkeys

Who filled their water guns with it.

I guess it won't clean itself up!


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